tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post8933967001131057310..comments2023-10-08T03:29:16.941-05:00Comments on Aaron Polson: Number 5 Cake: I'm No Expert...plus...Win a Free BookAaron Polsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15173267932358617304noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-3304782291757459412008-10-17T11:37:00.000-05:002008-10-17T11:37:00.000-05:00The emaciated worm emerged from the man's navel wi...<I>The emaciated worm emerged from the man's navel with a wet pop, sending a river of syrupy blood down his abdomen and thighs.</I><BR/><BR/>Sorry for the double post. I noticed a spelling error just after I hit "publish."<BR/><BR/>*bangs head against wall*Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-49297246689175338282008-10-17T11:30:00.000-05:002008-10-17T11:30:00.000-05:00The emaciated worm emerged from the man's navel wi...<I>The emaciated worm emerged from the man's navel with a wet pop, sending a river of syroupy blood down his abdomen and thighs.</I><BR/><BR/>Hope that's gory enough for you!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-34806750793798599122008-10-16T21:35:00.000-05:002008-10-16T21:35:00.000-05:00OK, this is my warm-up for working on my novel ton...OK, this is my warm-up for working on my novel tonight (apologies in advance):<BR/><BR/><I>To morbid abyss go the obsinate three<BR/>Patient...grotesque...I, the welcomer, be<BR/>Emaciated, lonely bones; devastate them, men to stones<BR/>Pestilence greets them, and three friends for me</I><BR/><BR/>As you can tell, I don't do poetry, and there is definitely a reason for that...apologies to those who do ;-)Jeremy D Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16014827537536982326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-27625970564013991402008-10-16T19:30:00.000-05:002008-10-16T19:30:00.000-05:00Great stuff. Keep it coming!Great stuff. Keep it coming!Aaron Polsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15173267932358617304noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-47572205309339435342008-10-16T11:30:00.000-05:002008-10-16T11:30:00.000-05:00The pestilence poured out of the abyss, their grot...The pestilence poured out of the abyss, their grotesque emaciated bodies and obstinate minds eager to devastate the humans in a morbid feast of flayed flesh.Fox Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05487359877190292039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-25699123557361619332008-10-16T11:16:00.000-05:002008-10-16T11:16:00.000-05:00Is it the empty coffee cup into which I stare that...Is it the empty coffee cup into which I stare that is the abyss or is it the hollow soul that craves the coffee in the first place?...Either way, I need more coffee.<BR/><BR/>It would devestate me to see a squirrel holding the STOP/GO signs at a construction road site...especially if it had been hit and splattered in the road.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-86241822584333980782008-10-16T11:04:00.000-05:002008-10-16T11:04:00.000-05:00"I'll do a lot of things," I said to the grotesque..."I'll do a lot of things," I said to the grotesque zombie, "but I won't kiss your abyss."<BR/><BR/>Which is completely inappropriate for high schoolers, but I couldn't resist.<BR/><BR/>And I'm glad to be a good influence on you. Or give you something to blog about. Or something. I dunno. I'm just glad.Carrie Harrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14893023777471521703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-18355819927685766112008-10-16T10:52:00.000-05:002008-10-16T10:52:00.000-05:00"Into the abyss," she cried through dry throat and..."Into the abyss," she cried through dry throat and tears, emaciated and weary, "for their ruin...an end to the morbid pestilence they feed us like dogs...for their obstinate cruelty, let us answer their grotesque misdeeds with our own...DEVASTATE!" <BR/><BR/>(deleted my first post...the punctuation on this one is bad enough, the first version made me twitch)Jeremy D Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16014827537536982326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-50645026569110112752008-10-16T10:50:00.000-05:002008-10-16T10:50:00.000-05:00This comment has been removed by the author.Jeremy D Brookshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16014827537536982326noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-10462904466227535682008-10-16T10:28:00.000-05:002008-10-16T10:28:00.000-05:00I am a whore for competitions, especially when the...I am a whore for competitions, especially when the prize is so grotesque… I mean, cool. <BR/><BR/>Scrape me out of the abyss of rejections. Don’t devastate me with a no. My anthologies-to-read pile is emaciated. Now, I know you are going to say ‘well go out and order it then’, but I can be obstinate when I want, and I feel my heels digging in. <BR/><BR/>And remember, it is the season to be morbid*.<BR/><BR/>*You can make the word ‘silence’ by using some of the letters in Pestilence, but you can also make the word ‘pest’, which will describe me when I don’t win…Cate Gardnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05634397106201021055noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5604033530537822263.post-84030249692330321192008-10-16T09:55:00.000-05:002008-10-16T09:55:00.000-05:00It would be nice to place that book in the abyss t...It would be nice to place that book in the abyss that has become my library. <BR/><BR/>Have fun with your contest. (Man, I had a good english teacher in H.S. but I think you may have her beat.)<BR/><BR/>by the way, one of these days we will have to get together and discuss ways to making our children untouchable until college. (My ideas include backbraces, adult diapers and potentially shaving her head)Jamie Eyberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05875759697016701358noreply@blogger.com